Motion-activated caught on camera
while cookies for the kids I was cooking
a collared cat crept into the kitchen
when I stepped outside and wasn't looking
his potty break was well-timed
as, sadly, I'd left the door unlocked
onto the counter by the sink he climbed
bared his butt and crapped in the crock
tho' he gave new meaning
to vanilla chocolate chip
if I ever collar him doing it again
his mangy tail end I'll severely whip
as, if he wants nine lives to live
he'd really best think twice
or he'll sleep with the fishes
(not eat them)
as such behaviour is just not nice
The one who proclaimed his love for her
For some time had been drifting away.
But she often longed for what they were,
Sometimes unable to keep the tears at bay.
There were days she'd felt the urge to run,
To let her feet carry her as far as they could,
To be with all of it just completely done
But she knew within that she never would.
And nights she'd laid awake in the dark,
Watching over him as beside her he slept.
On her heart his distance had left a mark,
The months passed as the crevice crept.
There lay no true blame to the wall
Which they'd each added stones to build
When with cancer the end began to call
And her body was slowly being killed.
Of being a burden she often fretted
And often fought to hide her sorrows.
To not say something later regretted
For her unknown number of tomorrows.
She'd craved a lover with the breath
That would spark the fire in her soul.
Now her mind wandered into the depth
Of the loneliness that was taking its toll.
Turn in my lord! Turn in my lord!
But water I cannot afford.
Some milk is best at your request.
Now hide you and get you some rest.
But as he sleep, to him she creep,
As slaughter crept unto the sheep.
Then with a nail, his head impale,
So saved the day lady Jael.
And here we are again in your car,
Hiding from the eyes of others,
Our passion will never cool down,
It hides in our blue eyes.
It's complicated, we're lovers,
We will always be hidden from view.
In public we are really modest,
No one sees the invisible connection.
I know this will never change,
You are bound by other people's oaths.
I have long been your prisoner
And our passion will not slow down.
Maybe we don't need simple things?
Can secret meetings be our destiny?
Please give me a hug soon,
I think I've always dreamed of this.
Can not be bad rare to see,
Furtive glances, whispers in the night…
Our love was quite unexpected
And we are always silent about feelings.
How could we have known in advance,
That passion will consume us forever?
Feelings crept into our consciousness
And everything else is nonsense now.
Time Crept On and Wept
I had gotten older as forward time crept;
People around my grave wept and wept;
Could hear crowd;
Were very loud;
Am in heaven where I relaxed and slept.
Jim Horn
Slept While Death Crept
Much of the day some people slept,
And end of their lives slowly crept;
Barely survive,
And still alive;
Now do appear at death's door step.
Jim Horn
Cold Dandelions Crept Across My Heart
Cold dandelions crept across my heart
deep rooted daggers plunging to my depth
tentacles of love’s now lingering lie
fester within the remnants of the feast.
Death, absolve me, release this victim spent
remove this numbing cold from frozen heart
cloak me in the dark rapture of your love
grant me the succor of your emptiness.
Sweet ebony seep through my every thought
slow soak away the trace of hopeful pain
ease now my broken spirit into peace
quiet the murmurs of the dying beast.
Love’s brutish death has called my time too soon
thus I await the freedom of your touch
take me lest my awak’nings torture fate
lay me beneath the stone of love’s cold heart.
©6/2/2017
submitted to - A STUNNER 2017 - Poetry contest
sponsor - Line Gauthier
This morning the dew crept into my bed
Soaked, I smile uncontrollably
The smell of femininity struck my senses so,
Sunrise, woke up the sleeping giant
THE dust of snow crept into my Soul
seasons sleeping all the while
And the Thought:
where shall i go?
ONLY IF YOU CHOOSE the tiniest space of Heart :
Blossoms the fields
and a warm rain into my mouth
deepestly felt within my
bruised heart.
And r.f. wrote:
"I had for my winter evening walk-
No one at all with whom to talk,
But I had the cottages in a row
Up to their shining eyes in snow."
And if there is a poet living
now within the thin skin of humanity
To wish the royal bee sucking
golden Love i shall express to thee:
Your beauty is satisfying as a woman
with nature's curves
Your images of things enlighten
the tiniest iris' of things unheard
Your existence that comforts
"For this Earth's gratitude
is a half with and without me.
Your last breath in untold time
"thank you as my soul hath room
for your Vision of this world:
we shall come --
toward beauty, soul, body
& tomb.
:: 01-19-2017 ::
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